The Crown

"If I were a big tree, then what would you like to be, Vyschella Ciara Demougust?"

A fifteen-year-old boy is having a conversation with a 9 year old little girl. They were at the Canada Tulip Festival held in Commissioners Park, Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. Yes, they are Kleiner and Vyschella.

"I wanna be the flower that grows on your big tree. Is that okay, Kley?"

Vyschella answered Kleiner with an innocent face. She holding and sticking her nose on one of the Pink Impression tulips that were blooming in front of her.

"Pink color is gorgeous. Isn't it, Kley!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!"

Kleiner laughed instantly after hearing Vyschella give an answer that he thought was terrible.

"Why are you laughing, Kley?"

Kleiner leaned closer and placed the crown he had made of tulips on Vyschella's head.

"Because you're stupid!"

Bang!

Little Vyschella smacked Kleiner in the stomach in anger at him. Her two cute hands continued to beat Kleiner's stomach.

"Ouchh! You dare to call me stupid?! Do you think, you're smarter than I?

"Don't be angry! It's reality, Cia!"

Kleiner adjusted his artificial crown so that it looked perfect on Vyschella's head with a smile.

"What do you mean? I'll be smarter when I grow up! Even I'll be smarter than you!"

Vyschella was still furious at Kleiner. She pursed her lips tightly.

"You can't answer my easy question earlier. How can you be smarter than I?"

"You really piss me off! Then, what's your answer?"

"Ha! Ha! Ha! You wanna know my answer?"

Kleiner kept laughing at Vyschella. Not because of her stupidity, but because of her adorable expression.

"What's that? Just tell me now!"

"If I become a big tree, then you grow beside me into a big tree! We'll grow and age together, Cia."

Kleiner's eyes couldn't take his eyes from Vyschella's beautiful and cute face. He looked at the little girl with a gaze full of love.

"Perfect, Cia!"

Kleiner held Vyschella both shoulders, then took out his smartphone. They took a photo together with a gorgeous background of tulips.

"Remember, Cia! When you grow up, I'll put the real crown on you!"

Kleiner hugged Vyschella until she couldn't breathe.

"Why wait for an adult, Kley? Even now, I'm wearing your crown and it's so pretty!"

"You idiot! The crown, I mean when I grow up, is an eternal bond between you and me, Vyschella Ciara Demougust!"

Kleiner pressed his lips to Vyschella's forehead repeatedly. He didn't realize that the little girl in his arms was trying to take in some air to breathe.

"What kind of bond, Kley? Aaarghh, I can't breathe!"

"Of course married, Cia."

"Married like Dad and Mom? Yes, I will. I want to marry you!"

Vyschella exclaimed as she released herself from Kleiner's arms. Now, she looked into the eyes of the boy in front of her seriously.

"Why do you wanna marry me?"

Kleiner asked because he was haunted by a strong curiosity.

"Because you're so handsome! I love handsome men."

Kleiner smiled. His eyes flashed an aura of happiness. He brought Vyschella back into his arms.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! I'm not only handsome, but I'm smart too!"

***

Cough! Cough! Cough!

Kleiner woke up when he heard a cough coming from the woman sleeping next to him. He was surprised to find Vyschella's face turning red. The man got off the bed and immediately poured mineral water for Vyschella.

"CiーCyra, wake up! Let's have a drink first!"

Cough! Cough! Cough!

"Cyra, let's get up! Why are you coughing like this? You didn't even eat anything all night!"

Vyschella opened her eyes. She looked at Kleiner, who was already sitting on the edge of the bed staring at her.

"Please, drink it!"

Vyschella got up slowly and grabbed a glass of mineral water that her husband offered. She drank it greedily. She was already feeling extremely thirsty.

"Thank you."

Kleiner took the empty glass from his wife's hand. He put the glass back on the bedside table.

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Vyschella remembered the dream. The man, who was with her in a tulip garden located in Canada. The same dream as the last few days.

"Uugh!"

Vyschella took a deep breath. She lowered her head and massaged her throbbing forehead.

"What's wrong, Cyra? Just tell me!"

"It's okay. I'm fine. Don't worry, Kley!"

Vyschella laid her back on Kleiner. She thought of the strange dream that came every time she closed her eyes.

"Well ... that May, I went with Dad and Mom to Canada because Daddy and his business relations had a business trip there. But, who's that boy? Is he Kley? Oh, that's must be impossible."

Vyschella lowered her voice. She didn't want Kleiner to hear it.

"What did you just say, Cyra?"

Vyschella's heart skipped a beat. She didn't even know what to answer.

'Did he hear what I said?' Vyschella asked herself.

"Cyra?!"

"Ah, it's okay, Kley."

"Ok, I'll get ready to go to work. You rest now!"

Kleiner stepped into the bathroom which was still in the room. He stepped hesitantly.

Vyschella didn't say a word. She hid herself under the blanket, so Kleiner couldn't see her worried face.

Beep! Beep! Beep!

Vyschella gasped at the sound of her smartphone vibrating. She got up and grabbed her smartphone on the table.

"Huhh!"

Vyschella pinched her forehead when she saw her father's name on the phone screen.

"What should I say? I don't even have enough money to fulfill Dad's request."

Vyschella was in a state of extremely confusion. She didn't know what to do. With trembling hands, she opened a text message from her father.

Drake : Don't forget it's 1 o'clock in the afternoon at the place I've specified and bring the money I asked for!

"How's this? How can I get that much money?"

Vyschella held her heart which was beating irregularly. She felt her head would burst from the pressure from her father.

There was the sound of someone's footsteps approaching. Vyschella was still silent in her place undisturbed by the sound of footsteps.

"What money, Cyra?"

'That voice? Isn't that Kley's voice?' asked Vyschella to herself. The woman turned to the owner of the voice.

"No. It's nothing, Kley."

Vyschella hastily turned her gaze to another direction. She tried to hide the truth from her husband because she felt shy.

"I'm gonna go take a shower now."

Vyschella got up rushing. She didn't want Kleiner suspected her.

"What's wrong with that woman? Her behavior's really weird!"